adding another part, this time..
Lucy on Natsu’s hair: ft the dragon slayers :)
Lucy thinks Natsu’s hair has great potential—though lackluster in moisture and any form of style, due to Natsu’s care— or lack thereof, it’s natural pink hue just screamed opportunity.
So Lucy decided she was finally going to take it by the horns! (or something)
Something Lucy had noticed, was that no matter what Natsu did, his hair always dried in spikes. If there were natural curl patterns, Natsu had natural spike patterns— perhaps type… dragon scale shaped? Yes. An astute obervation, Lucy reasoned— writing this down in her notepad. (The subject at the top of the page titled: Operation Beautify Natsu’s hair)
Now, Lucy had no issue with the spiky pattern, in fact, she had no plans in changing it. She thought it rather suited Natsu’s personality— in your face obnoxious, but unwaveringly spiky in the ways that Natsu was unwaveringly brave and dependable. What she would like to fix however, was the downright abhorrent smell and imperceptible amount of split ends. Now don’t get her wrong, Lucy loved the natural woodsy, foresty, smell Natsu carried— it was the smell of coming home (not that she’d ever say that out loud).
Yet somehow, his hair seemed to carry an almost burnt, old oil in a fryer smell. She knew he showered and often had water in his hair, but also unfortunately knew that he only used a bar of soap when showering. One regular schmegular bar of soap. She’d even written down the scent of the soap bar in her notepad, reading “Manly Firewood”.
Here’s the thing, Lucy didn’t have any want for smelling Natsu’s hair or anything— though it was tempting to run her fingers through it when he was asleep next to her on missions or in her bed, and his hair fell ever so neatly around his sweet, vulnerable sleeping face— NOPE! Never ever got to smelling it.
But that was exactly the issue. With how often Natsu snuck into her bed to sleep on her comfy silken pillows, his hair scent, and broken pink dead ends of hair often lingered. At first, Lucy had thought it was because they’d come back from a arduous mission and he’d passed out on her bed without proper hygiene— but the scent and copious amounts of pink dead hair strands seemed to appear every time he slept in her bed. Her yelling and Lucy kicks weren’t going to fix anything, as Natsu insisted in sleeping in her bed. She’d had enough, and it was time to fix Natsu’s hair.
It was time Natsu learned about shampoo.
Lucy didn’t see any reason to find a shampoo for Natsu when she had some perfectly fine shampoo of her own, (she got it free—courtesy of Cancer’s hair care line). Maybe Natsu would’ve been easier to convince if it smelled more.. “manly” as the men of Fairy Tail would say, but considering he was gonna continue sleeping in her bed, on her pillows? She reasoned that it was only fair that her pillows smelled like strawberries and freshly bloomed flowers— which is exactly what she told Natsu when she broke the news about making him use shampoo.
“NATSU! I have had it up to.. HERE with your hair.” Lucy groaned, watching Natsu jump onto her 10000 thread count sheets post-mission.
Natsu, barely conscious, stretched out, yawning, “Whaddya mean Luce, my hairs as pink and cool as ever!” ever so completely clueless.
Lucy gave him a blank stare, followed by a sigh. “I know you probably can’t tell, but my pillows are starting to smell like the oil in a restaurant after you’ve ordered everything, and are getting a coat of split pink ends every time you sleep here!” She put her hand on her hips, tsking and tapping her foot.
Natsu merely squinted at her, and back at the bed, and back at her, before sniffing the air, claiming, “Yup! You’re just crazy Luce I smell nadda!” Rolling over and snuggling his head even further into her pillows.
Lucy’s eye twitched. Enough was enough.
“Well clearly since it’s my bed—“ She yanked Natsu off her bed by his wrists and dragged him to the bathroom. “—and I can smell it, I think I’m the one who gets to make the decisions here. And I’ve decided that you’ll be incorporating a hair routine now! One that’ll make your hair smell good.” She said, waving her finger disapprovingly once she was able to seat him on the edge of her tub.
Natsu sighed, her bed was toooooo comfy to pass up over a hair product or two.
“Man.. fine lay it on me. What do I have to do..” Natsu said dejectedly.
“It’s just shampoo for now! This will at least help with cleansing the weird smells out of your hair easier!” Lucy said, grabbing her shampoo bottle and showing Natsu. “I’ll shampoo it into your hair so you can watch first, but from now on if you’re sleeping in my bed I expect you to repeat this. Understood?”
Natsu knew what shampoo was, Erza had tried to get him to use it before. But he hated shampoo, or at least the ones Erza tried to get him to use. They all smelled too strongly of things like oranges or teas and his nose just couldn’t take it.
Natsu groaned, not getting what was the point. Hair was hair. That was, until Lucy opened the bottle and, he was able to smell it…
It smelled just like her.
So he dunked his head under the water, not another word or a second more wasted.
Lucy’s jaw dropped, shocked, but she quickly regained her composure, used to Natsu’s impulsivity.
Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad after all Natsu reasoned. He actually loved liked Lucy’s scent. (though he’d never tell her) He just wished he could get Lucy to shampoo it into his hair instead of himself, his spine was tingling from how good her nails felt scratching on his scalp. He closed his eyes and knew he could practically sleep right then and there.
Soon enough, he was startled by the water pouring back over his hair and he knew it was over. Natsu pouted, it was too soon.
“I’ll agree! But only if you agree to wash it in my hair once a week or something, your hands feel too good to pass up like that Luce!”
Lucy’s face warmed, blushing at the compliment. There was an innuendo in that— though she was sure Natsu didn’t mean as such.
“Right! Uhm. Maybe not once a week—“ She cleared her throat. (Her heart couldn’t quite take that, and even shampooing his hair had her heart pitter pattering— for reasons she had yet to figure out. Or rather continued to deny) “But i’m willing to shampoo your hair once a month!” She said, with an air of finality.
Natsu shrugged. Once a month was better than never, and he was too tired to negotiate.
“Fine..” Giving in, he yawned.
He gradually warmed himself to dry it out, and looked at Lucy’s satisfied smile, eyes drooping in exhaustion.
“Much better! Next time maybe we’ll add conditioner so you also aren’t leaving your dead ends everywhere! But for now.. this should suffice.” She said nodding her head approvingly.
“Good! Now let’s sleep Luce, Im pooped out from that mission!” Natsu groaned, stretching his shoulders out and grabbing Lucy’s hand, pulling her back to bed with him.
Lucy’s face heated even further, god if Natsu only knew how he could come off.
Thankfully, he was too sleepy to see Lucy’s widespread blush, and quickly passed out. Lucy joined him in dreamland a moment later, just after she fought the urge to cuddle into him from the now woodsy, and light floral scent he now carried.
+At the guild the next morning
Walking into the guild, Natsu was all fired up again, ready to hunt for another mission after a good nights sleep.
“Hey Mira—“ He ran to the bar. “Any interesting new missions today?”
Mira giggled, bringing out a new stack of missions she’d saved for one of her favorite pairs. (They would be one of her favorite couples one day, she swore by it. And she’d selected these missions to put aside specifically because she could plot some kind of relationship making in them. Hopefully.)
Lucy walked behind rubbing the lingering sleep out of her eyes, needing some sugar in her system before getting all revved up for a mission.
“Morning Mira! Could I get a strawberry soda please!” Lucy hopped on a bar stool, smiling through a yawn.
Despite her sleepiness however, Lucy, finally having woken up without needing to immediately wash her pillow cases, was also in a good mood and was ready to get more rent money, that was sure. She surveyed the room.
Due to it being so early in the day, not many people were there. With only a few guild regulars, along with Erza, Wendy, and Gajeel occupying the room.
Erza seemed to be searching for a mission of her own on the board, mumbling “early bird gets the worm” to herself with a glint in her eye.
Wendy and Gajeel were sharing a table, seemingly eating breakfast together.
Lucy giggled, they always looked so strange when they were together. Gajeel with his natural glare, and piercings galore, while Wendy carried a shy smile and pigtails.
“Okay Lucy! I’ve found us a mission! Let’s go!” Natsu grabbed Lucy’s hand, rushing them out the guild doors.
“WHAT—“ Lucy barely had time to even turn her head back to the table. “HEY— NATSU, NOW JUST YOU WAIT—“ And they were out the door, her soda glass still half full.
Gajeel and Wendy watched them leave, unbothered by the normal interaction.
Gajeel squinted his eyes at their shrinking figures.
“Hey Wendy. You notice that too?”
Wendy looked at Gajeel, eyebrows furrowed. Notice…. what….?
“OH.” Her nose picked up on their scents, the woodsy and floral scent they carried that were usually slightly intermingled, were quite mixed today. “Their scents are more indistinguishable than usual.. aren’t they Gajeel? Wendy mused.
“Gihee. You think Natsu’s figured it out yet?” Gajeel snickered.
Wendy shook her head, though not in disagreement.
“I think Natsu probably knows they smell like each other. He’s probably unbothered because he just sees Lucy as his best friend and has no issue smelling like her.” She sighed. “Lucy probably has no idea.”
“Tch. Idiot. One day he gonna realize that he likes them smelling like each other, and his feelings are gonna blow up in his face.” Gajeel mumbled.
“Hopefully sooner than later.. I caught a glimpse of their flyer and they’ll be passing by sabertooth. I’ll bet Sting and Rogue will smell them too!” Wendy mused. “And by then, people will start thinking they’re a couple!”
“Well that’s on them to figure out, and for me to not care!” Gajeel said, returning to his iron bar once more.
Wendy sighed again, smiling. They’d figure it out one day.
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